Chapter 2959 Red Sky

With Zhukov's order, the sky over Berlin and all the front-line field airports in the suburbs were boiling like dumplings on New Year's Eve.

"The mission is to support the airspace near the Reichstag and attack the ground! Go! Emergency boarding!"

"Hang whatever you have, bombs and rockets are fine! Call all the ground staff over, quickly!"

"Don't park the refueling truck on the runway! Take this thing away!"

Those Red Army pilots who had just returned from the sky over Berlin became the first batch of "forced overtime", and the ground staff serving their warhawks were also busy.

The pilots who had just opened the cockpit glass cover and got off the fighter plane had no time to breathe, and were left by the commander with a notebook and a task board to gather at the side of the runway.

There was no overly complicated mission details, and there was only one thing to do from beginning to end.

Fly the plane low to the airspace of the Capitol, and pay attention to controlling the altitude to avoid becoming the target of the other two air defense towers.

Throw bullets, shells, iron bombs, rockets, and all the airborne weapons that can be launched at the top of the Nazi's head. If possible, use up all the airborne ammunition and return.

The pilots gathered together and received combat missions nearby on the runway; on the other side of the runway, the various types of fighters that had just landed were surrounded by a huge number of ground crews. You put on the ammunition belt, I put on the rocket, he put the iron bomb in the belly bomb bay, and another group of people refueled the fighter at the same time.

"The situation and the mission are clear! Support the leader division and hold our victory flag! Let the Nazis see the power of the Soviet eagle!"

"Let's go! Comrades! Victory has already belonged to us, now let's carry this great victory through to the end!"

"Ura!"

"Ura!!!"

Grabbing the water bottle that was brought to the side of the runway in advance, taking two sips and throwing it away, a group of burly "Slavic flying men" immediately turned around and went back to where they came from, and ran towards the war eagle vehicle they had just left not long ago, ready to take off.

"Feed the Nazis more caviar! Please feed them!"

The ground crew, who had finished their work, evacuated urgently with the pilots on board. The aircraft cannons in the wings, the aviation rockets under the wings, and the iron bombs in the belly bomb bay were all fully loaded. The last thumbs-up gesture of the pilots before pulling up the cockpit cover showed the most solid commitment to the "earnest hope" of the ground crew comrades.

One after another, the latest Il-10 attack aircraft began to taxi densely along the runway and took off continuously. After climbing, they gathered the fleet and pushed the throttle hard, turning around and rushing straight towards the nearby Berlin.

At the same time, in the airspace above the Reichstag and King's Square, the tactical fleet that arrived urgently after changing its mission in the surrounding airspace has joined the battlefield. Those Il-2 attack aircraft and La-7 fighters flying up and down are using the most intensive firepower to weave death for the Nazis on the ground.

Dadadada——

Boomdongdongdong——

Swish swish swish——

Boom——

Without the interference of the Nazi Air Force, which has almost become history, the Red Army Air Force tactical fleets that rushed to reinforce from all directions have now reached the point where they have no scruples and can kill the Nazis as efficiently as possible.

The intensive firing of various air weapons was like a rain of fire falling from the sky. Every Nazi soldier who was in the King's Square at this moment could not escape the coming of death. The madness of the flesh and blood was so powerless and ridiculous at this moment.

Woo——

A La-7 fighter plane coming at low altitude pointed its nose and suddenly opened fire. Two red 20mm Schwarz cannon barrages came like a lawn mower.

The SS infantry on the ground who were still trying to attack could not dodge in time. After the two barrages plowed the ground and swept through, a blood mist immediately rose.

Shouting and wailing, I felt the red war eagle whistling past the scalp less than 20 meters above the head after a massacre. My vision, hearing, and entire head were filled with the Red Army Air Force, but it was not enough.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh——

Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. Following the pace of the La-7 fighter leaving, the Il-2 attack aircraft entered from the same attack route and followed closely.

A series of 132mm aviation rockets fired almost in the face exploded with terrifying and shrill screams.

The SS soldiers who were swept to pieces and wailing all over the ground had no time to catch their breath. Even those seriously injured SS soldiers whose arms and legs were blown off and bleeding like a fountain did not have enough time to die quickly.

The violent explosion and impact swept again. The high-temperature and high-speed fragments larger than the palm of a hand split the head in half, and the head with the helmet flew directly from the neck, and the screaming and fleeing collapsed SS was cut in half from behind.

Explosives and chemical energy impact are not the main means of killing against personnel, but the high-temperature, high-speed and huge amount of scattered warhead fragments are.

Being mowed down by fighters and attack planes in turn was not enough. Soon, those lingering Nazis also became targets in the crosshairs. The fate of the armored forces was not much better than that of the infantry.

The numerous aerial rockets blew off the tracks of the King Tiger and destroyed the walking mechanism.

The four 50-kilogram sweet potatoes that were thrown out of the bomb bay during the low-altitude dive were thrown directly into the face of the King Tiger and exploded instantly.

A series of loud explosions turned into funeral bells. When the dust settled, the Tiger King, which had begun to spit fire from its buttocks and smoke from its turret, was completely turned into a living coffin, leaving behind the severely injured SS who were concussed by the explosion. The armored soldiers are still using their last strength to try to survive.

"Help--someone come to save me, please give me a hand."

The seriously injured commander really didn't have the strength to jump out of the car on his own. He was like a half-fan of pork hanging on the butcher shop in the early morning market. His upper body was hanging on the edge of the turret, and his lower body was still stuck in the car and was being roasted by the fire. Unable to move.

No one responded to the young coach captain’s call for help. The huge truths such as “A mud Buddha cannot save himself when crossing a river” and “A dead Taoist friend will not die but a poor Taoist” were vividly reflected at this moment.

The fleeing infantrymen were already too busy to take care of themselves under various aviation attacks. How could they have the time and thought to take care of a few half-dead armored soldiers being roasted?

"Save-ah-save-waah!!!"

boom--

The commander, whose voice was distorted intermittently, could no longer hold back. The pain of being roasted alive became the last straw that overwhelmed his will.

While there was still strength in his hand, he raised the gun and pointed it at his temple. He pulled the trigger and heard a gunshot. The whole world was cleared. Only a medium-rare corpse was left on the "Tiger King Grill". "The oil continued to sizzle.